Like Chaucer'sCanterbury TalesWhen three men find a pot of goldand end up killing one another in the name of greedSome people are poisonUnder my skin like opiumAnd I'll stare in their eye to annoy themYeah there poisonAdmissions of liabilitiesI'm living in my own private cold warIn a room full of spies and I cannot find the doorSome people are poisonUnder my skin like opiumAnd I'll stare in their eye to annoy themYeah there poisonThe violent aspects of a tattered manLet me respond to that if i canIlluminated Manuscripts written by hand Accusations have been made form the very beginningSome people are poisonUnder my skin like opiumAnd I'll stare in their eye to annoy themYeah there Fucking Poison!

Your selling sexism your selling racism your selling anything you get your f**king hands onAn understanding, you got a plan in aPresentation to advertisers who demand itWhen you plan thatYour antennas are pointed in the right directionYou make a deal in any situationSo with no evacuation Let California fall into the f**king oceanOh they talk to ya, Oh your the town manHigh profile Hollywood scum-bagIt's a done deal, signed and sealedDeal makers making it all happenWhen you plan thatYour antennas are pointed in the right directionYou make a deal in any situationSo with no evacuation Let California fall into the f**king oceanLet California fall into the f**king oceanLet California fall into the f**king oceanLet California fall into the f**king ocean

[youtube width=400 height=300]http://player.vimeo.com/video/48377485[/youtube]"There's only three tempos: slow, medium and fast. When you get between in the cracks, ain't nuthin' happenin'." Ben Webster

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